My Heroic Life

Dark particles roared from the sky. He squeezed the arrow bow like a full moon, and the majestic force shook the atmosphere. The arrow shot out the earth and meteorite falling craters accompanied by the surging of rubble. This pair of mysterious killing blows sent into the clouds.

The arrow shot out like a surge of light, driving the darkness through the sky.

The particles of light followed the arrow and rushed into the sky, and the black beam melted like ice and snow in front of it. It went upstream, spinning with stellar dust to tear apart the side face of the magic dragon, and penetrated through the dark clouds to spiral out. The hole, the sun shines down, illuminating the whole city.

The heroes of Camelone looked up at this seemingly simple but powerful blow, and at the same time understood that Merlin’s words were not a lie, and in the chalk city illuminated by the sun, the youth had begun to face the magic dragon. Charge in the direction of

"Hohoho!"

The magic dragon roared, but there was a different fear and pain in his voice. The wound on his dragon head cheek was emitting a little bit of light at this time. This is Yin Lan's exclusive restraint on the mystery. Use more in the magic dragon The magic of the former will neutralize the wound, no matter how hard it is to heal.

This feeling!This is the feeling again!

Fear and anger surged in Votigeng's heart. The humiliation that was restrained by natural enemies in the battle decades ago is still fresh, and the recurrence of the scene now makes him almost crazy.

The young man at his feet is approaching quickly. If it is normal, Vudigen may choose to avoid his edge, but now, whether it is to maintain the connection with Kong or to influence the entire British National War, he must never leave here. The dragon's eyes were in the sky, and he spread his wings to create another miracle of destruction.

Unlike the previous magic bullets that attacked the heroic spirits, under the wings covering the sky are pitch black meteorites wrapped in purple magic flames. The magic dragon whose mouth has been wounded uses all his strength. He must pull the distance away, even if it cannot kill that one. Men, at least have to block his progress.

He waved his wings, the hurricane accompanied the falling flame meteorites, and purple trajectories traversed the sky like a meteor shower. At the same time, the young man turned his hands and raised his bow. He shot an arrow, and the arrow burst in mid-air. It was transformed into thousands, and the rain of arrows and the meteor collided head-on in the middle.

In the sound of the explosion, air waves swept across Camelot. The smoke and dense fog produced by the fragmentation of the meteorite exploded between one person and one dragon. The billowing black waves spread in the air, and both sides lost sight of the enemy at the same time.

Chapter 111 The Fall (3/4)

Above the smoke and dust, Fu Tigeng stared in the air, the impact of the meteorite rain was offset by the arrow of light, and it did not play its due role, and the resulting smoke instead made him lose his position as an enemy.

The Devil Dragon was anxious, not seeing the man's figure made him feel uneasy. He waved his wings to bring up the hurricane, and the speed of the smoke and dust dissipated greatly. After a while, he pulled away the dense fog and looked at the Chalk King City again.

Then the dragon's eyes widened.

No!

People?

He hurriedly scanned the surroundings, but he didn't notice that the messy ground was full of dust and broken pieces of meteorites, and there was no trace of the long-haired young man.

Damn it!what happened!

Seeing from the ground, the head of the magic dragon was turning hurriedly, while behind him, in the higher sky, a little golden light shone like stars falling.

The movement of the magic dragon stopped abruptly, and the reptile's vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and it turned its head in response, looking at the sky that it had hardly seen before.

"Could it be..."

It whispered, and what was reflected in its eyes were the rapidly magnified golden figure and the shimmering blade.

Yin Lan fell from the sky, with dazzling light and roaring wind. He was holding a huge horse-cutting sword that did not match his body. Under the double superposition of gravity acceleration and magical power, he cut down towards the root of the broad dragon wing. .

"Hohoho!"

The magic dragon screamed, and Fu Tegeng, who was too late to react, was slashed by the blade. The majestic force carried the blade of the horse slicing sword through the bones, and the golden figure flashed by the sound of the tearing flesh. , What is brought is the flying blood and the broken dragon wings.

In the wailing sound, the magic dragon fell obliquely, his huge body hit the ground, pushing down layers of buildings and sliding forward, he stopped in the ruins, and the spewing foul blood flowed like a stream.

The many heroic spirits who watched the battle cheered. This is the second time since the start of the war that Votiggen was seriously injured. However, unlike the damage caused by Altria’s holy spear, the healing ability of Vothigen has been suppressed. .

Mordred and the others were ready to move for a moment, but then stopped, and after watching the battle for a long time, they knew that this battle like a myth might not be something they could intervene.

Votigeng's pain was unbearable at this time. He struggled to stand up and looked at the young man who fell on the other side of the battlefield with the sword in his hand. He was approaching again, like the death god's sickle on the neck of the magic dragon. Tigung was no longer afraid.

He is the white dragon of Britain, the mysterious king who has been entrenched for decades, and the embodiment of the power of the island. His prestigious name spread all over the world and is about to overthrow Britain. The crisis between life and death completely inspired him. Fierce, he yelled up to the sky, no longer evaded but rushed straight towards the youth.

Maybe his power can withstand the mystery, but it can't stop the tearing of the dragon's claws and the biting of the sharp teeth, fighting melee, and then killing him, otherwise there will be no peace in the future!

Votigeng had made up his mind in an instant. His giant rushed like a mountain, and while rushing forward, he hooked the hole into the world with the power of his island. He roared and summoned the giants who condensed their magical power to serve as pioneers.

The silt-like magic power on the ground quickly soared. Nearly ten black giants with only human outlines rose from the ground. Their waists were still condensed in the magic river, and their giant hands had stretched out to attack the running youth.

Yin Lan looked at the giants waiting in front of him, his eyes were not shaken, he stared at the direction of the hidden dragon and galloped quickly, and a layer of dazzling gold hazel appeared on his body.

He charged straight and took the initiative to jump into the encircling net of giants, hitting his body with a fist comparable to a locomotive, but he was chopped into pieces in a flash, and the thinking giant stretched out his arm to hold back and slammed him from behind. Hold it in the palm of your hand.

The giant squeezed his palms to kill, but the shining rays of light leaked from his hands. The power of human nature burst out with infinite brilliance. The golden robe formed an absolute defense against mystery. It emitted countless rays to shine in all directions The giant melted into mud soup.

The young man fell from the sky, and behind the dissipated giants also revealed the figure of the magic dragon. Vottigung was not surprised by the demise of the giants. He summoned these fantasy species to buy time for his own power.

The moment when the power was applied was the moment when the youth landed, the dragon claws slammed the ground with endless magic bonus, and the entire ruins were sent to the sky under this blow with unimaginable power.

The tiankeng was created under his palm, and the cobweb-like cracks spread from it, and the squeezing and bursting air wave rushed along the ground to the young man who had just landed.

The impact swept across the ground and opened countless bricks and stones. Yin Lan witnessed the fatal blow visible to the naked eye. She had to sigh that the dragon seed's skill is in the hands of the magic dragon. For a moment, let go of the force of the weapon and pour the right arm, and punch towards the foot.

The same was the giant pit and the gravel, the shock wave has since turned into two waves, and the two forces between the flying masonry crashed into each other. In the fierce competition, it was the dragon who had been preparing for victory.

Yin Lan soared into the air, but the shock wave that followed still hit him, the golden robe's defense system was fully operational, he let out a muffled hum, and was blown high in the sky by the shock wave.

The feeling of floating gradually subsided with the remaining force of the impact, and a sense of weightlessness came, and Yin Lan accelerated his fall. He adjusted his figure high in the sky, extended his arms, and whispered.

"gun!"

The light flickered at the fingertips to outline the outline, the golden javelin jumped in the palm of the hand, and the long-haired young man raised his left hand and shook his palm at the dragon, holding the gun body in his right hand and holding it above his head. The golden dragon wrapped around the gun body.

"go with!"

He shouted loudly, the golden spear shot out, the air rippled in front of him, and even the falling body stopped for a while, a golden thread flashed across, directly connected to the magic dragon from the air.

Fu Tigeng had long been aware of this blow. He endured the intense pain and concentrated his magic power on the broken mouth, and tried his best to spit out the dark swallowing light.

The golden spear flew with waves of dragons, and it fell in the dragon's breath straight to take Fu Tigeng's head.

"Don't think about it!"

The magic dragon roared, the magic blowout in the hole in the inner city, the endless breath of the dragon finally deviated from the trajectory of the golden gun, it was slightly slanted, and it scratched Votigeng's head and caused a laceration. .

Yin Lan watched the result of this blow without joy or sorrow. He fell on the ground, raised his head and looked at the towering magic dragon, feeling his own state.

"Two minutes."

He whispered, and then the golden light in his pupils widened, and the two swords stretched out from his hand and cast out in the light. At the same moment, Fu Tigeng also took a breath and rushed frantically.

One person and one dragon meet on a narrow road, and the final confrontation begins.

Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: The Eye of Human Nature (4/4)

In Camelot, the outer city is now in ruins.

The destructive power of Yin Lan and Fu Tigeng's battle was far beyond the expectations of the heroes. They had to retreat and retreat, while Merlin returned to Altria who was in a coma.